Evil Genius Parent Tool #7 – The Sofa

Sofa. Couch. Lounge. Apparently there are subtle differences to distinguish between the three, but I don’t care. I’m calling it a sofa today.

Wait. Nope. I’m wrong again. 20mth old Zaltu, Goddess of Mischief and general toddler-behaviour, has just corrected me again. It’s the Bat Cave.

And yes, these are all the toys I found stuffed deep within the Cave. Took her all of 10mins. So proud.

Of course, I could take credit for this but I’m not into that level of bullshit. I find it far more entertaining sharing all the information and watching the subsequent anarchy as the egos crash and burn around us, like Ancient Rome. Yeah, I have no problem being compared to Nero.

So, instructions. Care of How To Be A Dad (who probably stole it from someone else, but that’s not my burden):

I am yet to try the advanced level – going to need another sofa first. But if you’re a show-off or need to suck up to your kids, you can find extra tips at Dad Labs. Seriously. Show ponies.

And now I’m back to playing Catwoman to Zaltu’s Batgirl. Could be worse (yeah , I’m looking at you Poison Ivy).